I get up from my bed after fully regaining my senses and I notice something… That sonic cartridge that I left downstairs is now on the shelf next to my bed. Next morning comes up after a few hours of nice sleep, although I heard noises at night… Either way, I didn’t pay enough attention to them and drifted to sleep. I put the one that I just played with inside the boxes, as for the other one, I put it on the shelf on one of the tables that were left here along with the boxes and go upstairs to sleep in that old and dusty bedroom that the owner before left there, it even had a shelf right next to it, a pretty weird design but I won’t complain. I then go down stairs and plug the console in on the TV outlet and then I insert one of the cartridges in the console that I found and the usual sonic logo comes on, I play for a few minutes and realize that this might be the functional one and that the other one is the broken one. It leads me to the conclusion that one of them was broken so I wanted to test both of them. I went to the attic to explore it and I found a bunch of boxes with SEGA games, there was a huge collection of them, heck, even a SEGA console, but one thing caught my eye when I rummaged through various boxes… I had found two sonic cartridges. The house was full of left-over furniture, in a lack of better words to describe it. That’s a good thing, of course, it’s also bigger than my apartment like most houses are, best of all, it’s close to my job, could I ask for anything else? No, but I did get more things. I explore the house for a bit, the neighbourhood is quiet like I said before. The day moves fast and it’s near night-time, the perfect time for me to explore my new house… Or maybe it’s just me that thinks this is a perfect time, doesn’t matter, let’s just continue with the story. I mean, it’s not a mansion but it’s an improvement compared to my apartment. More silent compared to the one I currently own. Luckily, I managed to buy a new place the day before and I am just getting things ready to move away to another house, better and Not a very pleasant way to wake up if you ask me, but I have to use that damned thing for something other than an accessory… The fact that I am a lazy piece of shit and that this is a noisy neighbourhood thus making me pass some sleepless nights doesn’t help either.Īfter finally shutting off the clock and getting off my bed to get ready for a day of work, off I go onto the streets on the way to my job, something that I hated due to the large gap between my place and my work place.

I woke up one morning to the sound of the clock yelling next to my right ear. Is well received I shall continue the story on part 2.) (Author's Note: Please note that this isn't a re-upload of the original Sonic.EXE creepypasta but rather my own words made from scratch, with this in mind if you enjoy then please tell me and if this

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